A Piece of Broken Wing

you are my dream

"is it true that the highest level of love is to let go, and then go and go and pray at every pulse?."

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Still with her turmoil, Nisa was reluctant to respond to Bima who constantly contacted her and was more impressed like terrorizing her.

Suddenly, Nisa recalled back to the incoming contact on her phone that read "my dream" finally, with a lot of consideration by cutting off a little bit of her shame Nisa again tried to call the number. while hoping to worry who thinks will answer the phone .

"hello" he answered.

"yes hello" Nisa replied a little nervously, but this time she would not turn off her call.

"what else?" ask her.

"just relax again "answered Nisa "don't she already know that it's me." Nisa's inner.

"gold again what ?" asked Nisa to vent.

"get ready to go home from work again, what time is it?" ask her.

"em at 11 over 35 minutes" answered Nisa.

"ooohhh it turns out it's daytime abomination is not the Friday prayer?"ask her.

"Where is this mas? and where are you going ?" ask Nisa again.

"it's still at work, and the plan is to go home quickly, because just remember it's Friday" he explained.

"em not far away ?" ask Nisa again.

"the service should be 15 minutes" he replied.

"yes, then later it will be continued again, as well as the mas hasten." said Nisa .

"okay good" he answered.

Nisa hung up on him, "why didn't she ask, did my number get saved? or because she recognized my voice" inner Nisa .

"ah already Nisa did not have to guess that uncertain is your bad habit to throw it away" inner Nisa.

Nisa put her phone on the table, then she intends to take a short afternoon break today.

with a matter of minutes, Nisa had fallen asleep just on her mattress that was not too soft according to him, and more precisely like a regular board but it was the most comfortable bed during her life.

Nisa's father who was from traveling has returned.

"dok get up, I'll go for a while to the house of lek sir, there is a need to take care of the chicken in the back for a while huha" ordered Nisa's father.

"heemmhhhh yes yah ready" answered Nisa while yawning, but did not open her eyes at all . instead now she re-embraced her favorite buluk roll.

nisa's father is very fond of raising chickens, a lot of chickens belong to Nisa's father, Nisa's father, therefore, every feeding must be maintained so that there are no fights and to reduce the risk of the chick not getting his rations .

but Nisa was very unhappy about feeding chickens, and things like that made her feel lazy because she could not be at all kind to the cattle, sometimes, at times, Nisa was hit by Jalu or some benchmark of fierce hens.

Nisa only assented her father, but she still continued sailing into her dreams in broad daylight, until a few seconds later her phone rang.

"iyaaa hello" he answered in a typical wake-up voice.

"wake up or are you still sleeping?" ask her later.

"hmm is still sleeping" replied Nisa's origin.

"the weather is indeed sad once for a nap" he added.

"yes "answer Nisa's origin.

"where is sampled now?" ask her.

"at home" he answered with his eyes closed, and did not realize who was calling him.

"have you finished school? or continue college ? ask her again.

hearing that question, Nisa opened her eyes slowly.

and after realizing it "ohh jeez turned out to be him" Nisa's inner.

"iya mas is finished, and no further "answer Nisa more times sound sane people.

"by the way you know who I am ?" ask Nisa.

"hehe did not "answer.

"do you think you can?"

"ohhh yaa if the one who called yesterday knows who "was wondering Nisa again.

"iya knows , yesterday until also called "his answer.

the problem is, yesterday the phone went into the coffee so the screen turned white all right because yesterday the last phone was until the last call until the last time" he explained.

"kok can his phone drink coffee,😂" asked Nisa again.

"can he also need freshness hahaha hahaha😂😂😂😂" he replied again

"i seriously know who I am?" ask Nisa again.

"yes, I know Nisa, right ? " answer again.

"iya hihihi😁" replied Nisa.

"gold again what?" ask Nisa at last.

"just relax the weather is not suitable to get out of the house" he replied later.

"yes, but there's already been some heat outside" Nisa said.

"oh yes since morning only in front of the tv has not gone out at all" he replied.

"yes this is Nisa again outside waiting for the chicken father" said Nisa again.

"why wait?" ask her again.

"don't know if it's useless to wait, I also don't know which chicken is the father and which is the neighbor's chicken." replied Nisa while laughing.

"why can't you know? "was wondering a little laugh at hearing Nisa's chattering.

"that's right Nisa never gives food so which understand anywhere." he explained.

"but eat the meat?" ask her a little laugh.

"if that is not asked again "answered Nisa with a laugh.

"that's how it is" said Mas Ibra again.

"yes, it doesn't seem like I'm the only one like this" Nisa said.

"yes I used to be like that, when my father was still there, of the many chickens only one I knew was because I marked it as mine" replied Mas Ibra while laughing a little.

"em sure, but it seems like there are some who also have a hobby of raising for children my age, but most men, women seem not to be able to divide their time" added Nisa again.

"depending also, there are some that can be as you say" replied Mas Ibra again.

"what's the cook today?" tanya Nisa then switched the conversation.

"sambal fish, yesterday afternoon fishing for a while and can be quite good, enough to eat alone" he replied .

"what fish ?" ask Nisa again.

"corkfish "answer mas Ibra later.

"here if you want to "have it then.

"thank you next time" replied Nisa.

"What can we cook at home?"ask Ibra later.

"Nisa didn't cook the cook that mom cooked this morning" replied Nisa cengengesan.

"Nisa is not good at cooking mas" said Nisa.

"oh yeah cook yes" he asked again.

"iya mas really Nisa rarely cooks ", replied Nisa.

"learn dong to be good at cooking" said mas Ibra again.

"hihi it feels like it's not tasteful mas "answered Nisa.

"why could that be?"ask him astonished.

"nisa doesn't know either" Nisa replied.

Nisa chatted for a long time almost two hours until the battery of her phone weakened.I don't know what was talked about but sounded very relaxed, and Nisa ended her call because her phone had blinked blinking.His phone ran out of battery,for a long time he spoke without feeling.